Oh Christmas Tree, oh Christmas Tree…


Lights aura: Hello everyone! I have a new chappie for you! I felt so weird writing this. It's St. Patrick 's Day and I'm writing about Christmas. (shrugs) Oh well, I hope you enjoy it. (looks around) Where did Amu go?

(From out of nowhere Amu appears)

Amu: Bonzai! (tackles Lights aura)

Lights aura: (is tackled)

Amu: ha, ha! I win! Now I get to take over!

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Tori was abruptly awoken from her slumber when something or rather someone crashed into her bed. "What the hell?" She groaned as she opened her eyes…only to find a pair of blue ones staring back at her.

"Come on!" Sira said as she bounced on Tori's bed. "Time to get up!"

Tori glanced at the alarm clock next to her bed. It read 8:30. She turned back to Sira and frowned. "Alright, who are you and what have you done with my morning hating friend?"

Sira rolled her head. "It's me, dumb butt. Now get up so we can go Christmas present shopping."

Tori laughed. "Christmas shopping? Aren't you forgetting that we are on a budget?"

Sira sighed. "Koenma said we were to use it when there was an emergency. Since we are Christmas fiends and chances are that we won't be back for Christmas, I think this constitutes as an emergency." She grinned. "Plus, if we get him a gift too, he can't stay mad at us."

Tori rolled her eyes. "Fine."

Sira squealed with delight. "Yeah! Now get ready." She quickly ran out of the room.

"You drank a Coke for breakfast again, didn't you?" Tori called.

Sira peeped from behind the door frame. "How did you know?"

Tori shrugged, "Oh, just a wild guess."


The girls returned to the mall for the third time. Tori convinced Sira not to ask how to get to different stores for fear that Sira's sense of direction would get them lost again. After an hour, they had half of their Christmas gifts.

"Alright what do we have so far," Tori asked. "Yusuke?"

"A desk punching bag," Sira said cheerfully.

Tori checked Yusuke's name off the list she had in her hand. "Kuwabara?"

"A bobble-head kitty," Sira said as she held said object up.

Tori scratched off Kuwabara's name. "Botan?"

"The latest issue of Cosmo."

"Koenma?"

"Pacifier stickers!" Sira said. "Who knew these things actually existed."

"Which leaves two presents left," Tori said.

Sira nodded as she began to cough.

"You alright?" Tori asked worriedly.

"Yeah," Sira said as her coughing fit finally subsided. "My throat's a little ticklish. I'm probably going to get my seasonal cold." She glared at the ground. "Darn colds. Whoever invents the cure to the common cold will be my idol."

"And also very rich," Tori said as her eyes landed on a familiar logo. "Oh, Barnes and Noble! Let's go inside."

"Hey, we can't get distracted from Christmas shopping," Sira protested as they entered the store.

"I'm not being distracted," Tori said as she went over to a book shelf. "I have an idea for Kurama."

"Speaking of Kurama," Sira said casually, "You two seem to be hanging out a lot."
Tori continued to gaze at the spines of the books. "That's just your overactive imagination kicking in again."

"Uh, huh," Sira rocked back on her heels. "I think you're falling in love with him."

Tori snorted. "Yeah, right. He's a pretty boy, definitely not my type. He's just fun to talk to."

"Yeah, I still think you're falling in love with him."

Tori grinned as she pulled a book off the shelf. "Aha!"

Sira frowned as she read the title. "Do you really think he'll like that?"

Tori nodded as she headed to the counter. "Yep, I do. Now, all that we have left is Hiei's present."

Sira groaned. "Do we have to get him a present?"

Tori frowned. "We can't just give everyone else presents and leave him out."

"But he's evil," Sira protested, "he tried to yank my arm out of its socket."

"What if," Tori said calmly, "he got you a present? Wouldn't you feel bad not having one for him?"

Sira snorted. "Let's be realistic. If Hiei were to give me a present, it would be my arm that he had personally severed off."

"Sira,"

"I'm not doing it." Sira said as she crossed her arms.

Tori's eye twitched. "Here," she said as she shoved the debit card into Sira's hands. "While I wait in line, you go get Hiei's present."

"But,"

"Go!"

Pouting, Sira stamped away.

Tori rolled her eyes. "I'm best friends with a three-year-old."

Five minutes later, Sira returned. She was carrying a bag and wearing a demonic grin on her face.

"Oh god, what did you buy?" Tori asked.

"Hiei's present," Sira said cheerfully as she handed Tori the debit card back. "And I'll answer your next question. No, you cannot look. It's a surprise."

"You do realize that this present is from both of us."

Sira nodded.

"Therefore that present is connected to me" Tori added.

Sira nodded once again.

"Therefore if said present upsets Hiei then he will not only come after you but me as well."

"Don't worry," Sira said cheerfully. "Hiei is going to love this present." She began to laugh manically. Her laughter quickly turned into coughing.

"You need some water?" Tori asked as she patted Sira's back.

"I'm fine," Sira gasped. "Just hacking up my bloody slimy lungs."

"That's a pleasant image," Tori said, "now I won't be able to eat for the next couple of hours."

"Serves you right for not trusting me."

"Well, I have every right not to trust you."

"You're next."

Tori sighed as she headed toward the counter.


With a loud sigh, Sira and Tori collasped on the sofa. Their shopping bags were spread out around them. Tori frowned as she glanced around the den. "I feel like there is something missing."

Sira's eyes widened as she sat up. "I know what we need! We need Brutus!"

It took Tori a couple of moments to realize what Sira was talking about. "Oh, you mean a Christmas Tree? Yeah, we definitely, need one of those."

At that moment, Kuwabara and Yusuke walked into the room.

"Perfect timing," Tori said as Sira and she grinned at them.

Yusuke raised an eyebrow while Kuwabara looked slightly afraid.

"What do you want and why do I get the feeling that it's going to hurt?" Kuwabara asked.


Kuwabara, Yusuke, Sira, and Tori quickly stepped out of the car.

Shizuru rolled down the window. "You've got fifteen minutes. If you're not back on time then I'll leave you."

"She's not really going to leave us, is she?" Tori muttered as they began to walk away.

"Uh, hopefully not," Kuwabara said.

"That's not reassuring."

"Why am I here anyway?" Yusuke complained. "I'm not even staying at Kuwabara's house."

"You are a half demon therefore you are strong," Sira said as she rubbed her arms in an attempt to keep warm. "Which means you get to help carry Brutus."

Frowning, Yusuke glanced back at Tori and Kuwabara. "Brutus? Who the hell is Brutus?"

"Yeah," Kuwabara said, "I thought we were getting a Christmas tree."

"Brutus is the Christmas tree," Tori sighed. "To make a long story short, Sira saw a cartoon movie called Noel. In it, there is a Christmas tree named Brutus. Sira fell in love with the tree and was traumatized when they threw him away. Ever since then, Sira has named every Christmas Tree Brutus."

"In honor of him," Sira said solemnly.

"But, it's a cartoon…" Yusuke said. "Who cares about a cartoon?"

"You're a cartoon in our world," Sira pointed out. "So why should I care about you?"

"She's got you there, Urameshi" Kuwabara laughed.

"Shut up!" Yusuke said.

Once again, they were in a fight.

Ignoring them, Sira motioned for Tori to come over. "Look," she said as she pointed to the tree in front of them.

Tori's eyes widened. It was the most beautiful Frasier Fir they had ever seen. Its needles were a deep green color and spread out from the tree like a dress.

"Wow," Tori said as she blinked a couple of times.

Sira grinned as she wrapped an arm around Tori's shoulders. "My friend, I do believe we found Brutus."

"Uh, is that Brutus?" Kuwabara asked as Yusuke and he came up behind them.

Both girls nodded.

"You do realize that that is a big tree," Yusuke said.

Both girls nodded again.

"It might not fit in the house," Kuwabara said.

Tori raised an eyebrow while Sira glared.

Kuwabara and Yusuke traded glances.

"Oh crap," Yusuke said.


Kuwabara let out a grunt as Yusuke and he finished setting up the tree. Wiping his brow, Yusuke said, "Why the hell did I agree to do this?"

"Sira promised to make us cinnamon buns."

At that moment, both girls entered the room carrying presents.

"Oh," Sira said excitedly, "Brutus looks amazing!"

Yusuke's face lit up as he spied the presents. "Hey, are any of those presents for us?"

"Yes," Tori said as she swatted Kuwabara's hand away from a present, "but you can't open them until the party tomorrow."

Yusuke raised an eyebrow. "You're having a party tomorrow?"

Kuwabara shrugged. "I guess I am now." He turned to Sira. "Can we have the cinnamon buns now?"

Sira grinned. "Yeah, they should be ready right about…." She trailed off as she went into a fit of coughs. This was followed by a couple of sneezes and a loud moan.

"You okay?" Yusuke asked cautiously.

Sira groaned. "Yes, unfortunately." She threw her hands in the air. "Gah! I hate colds! Someone put me out of my misery, please. Death has got to be more comfortable then having a head cold."

"Go get the cinnamon buns before they burn, you spaz" Tori said as she shoved Sira to the kitchen.

"I wasn't finished with my tirade," Sira whined.

Tori raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

Sira nodded. "Yes, but now it's over since I completely forgot what I was going to say."

Tori, Yusuke, and Kuwabara face vaulted.

Sira left them to their confusion as she went into the kitchen. Humming to herself, she reached for the oven door and froze. Her eyes focused on her outstretched hand. Her hand had taken on a blue hue and it looked as if it was being pixilated. She let out a gasp and blinked. In an instant, her hand returned to normal.

"Come on, Sira" Yusuke whined. "Where are the cinnamon buns?"

Sira shook her head as she pulled the cinnamon buns out of the oven. What was she thinking? That she was being digitized? "This head cold must be really getting to me" She muttered as she took the tray of cinnamon buns out to the living room.


Amu: End of the chappie! I hope you enjoyed it!

Lights aura: (glares) Will you get off of me already?

Amu: (shakes head) No, you weren't being random enough. Therefore, when you are failing in your job, I get to take over.

Lights aura: This is just pathetic. I've been overthrown by my own made up character.

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